National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Fang Heng heaved a sigh of relief, and looked aside at Mo Jiawei.

They had a deal with the Starfish Company before, and got some cosmic crystal mines.

Mo Jiawei came over upon hearing the words, and said: "The goods transaction between us and Haixing Company is still in progress. At present, nine batches of materials have been delivered, and the other party has delivered 1.4 tons of universe crystal ore. How many crystals will be needed to transfer Abe Chiya? Mine? I'll go talk to them again."

"No need, no need, not so much."

Claire was taken aback by Mo Jiawei's opening and closing tonnage unit numbers, and hurriedly waved his hands.

"At most one car of crystal ore is enough."

Just a car.

Easily.

"Okay, I still need to prepare before transplanting Abe Chiya. We will officially start the transfer in a few days. You can take a look and tell us if you need anything."

Claire looked timidly at Mo Jiawei and nodded.

Very well, there is no problem with the transfer of Abe Akaya.

Then you can concentrate on dealing with Viona.

Use Viona's life to complete talent upgrades.

Fang Heng concentrated on the arrangement.

Too much risk.

He still lacks some hard power.

In a very short time, Fang Heng thought of two ways to quickly improve his strength.

First, bloodline upgrades.

It needs to use the coffin of the king of the blood clan, and the blood has already been collected. If everything goes well, the transformation can be carried out immediately.

second.

The undead bone boss at the source of Yin veins.

Yes, Ji Xiaobo's side.

To complete his envisioned plan, he must first find a way to completely control the source of Yin veins in his own hands.

This morning, the zombie avatars he left at the source of the yin veins all stopped their mental imprints.

I don't know if Ji Xiaobo is in trouble.

I'll have to go and have a look.

……

Hell of ice.

Deep in the yin veins.

Ji Xiaobo was fiddling with something in front of a metal cauldron.

Suddenly!Swish!
Dark space fluctuations emerged in the area shrouded in holy light ahead.

Ji Xiaobo's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly raised his head.

Fang Heng's figure appeared in front of him through the dark space.

"Brother Fang!"

Ji Xiaobo immediately showed joy, and waved to Fang Heng, his tone excited, "Brother Fang, you are back, come, let's see my battle results these days!"

"Oh? How's it going?"

Fang Heng looked around the cave.

I haven't seen it for a few days, but the source of the yin veins is still the same as before, roughly divided into three areas.

The protection area of ​​the giant holy sword in the deepest center, the middle defense layer shrouded in the light of the holy sword, and the outermost layer filled with undead skeleton bosses and giant undead skeleton elites.

Ji Xiaobo stood on the outermost layer fully armed, with a black metal cauldron in front of him.

The body of the pot is painted with dense lines.

"It's almost done, let's take a look at this."

Ji Xiaobo proudly pointed to the cauldron in front of him.

There were clusters of dark blue soul fires burning under the cauldron.

I don't know what is in the pot, and the gray mist is constantly overflowing from the pot.

"The special breath from the metal pot can suppress the will of the surrounding undead. To put it simply, it can suppress their strength and soul power."

Fang Heng looked at the circle of undead creatures outside the sacred area.

A small piece of undead bones that had been imprinted by him gathered in the right corner of the cave, and the remaining undead bones were covered with a thin layer of dark mist.

Compared with before, the aggressiveness of these undead creatures seems to be weakened.

Only a small number of undead skeletons are still trying to get close to the sacred giant sword in the center.

"so……"

Fang Heng suddenly discovered something, turned to look at Ji Xiaobo, "No, where is the Wraith?!"

He remembered very clearly that the source of the yin veins was filled with not only the Ice Skeleton Boss, but also many Ice Wraith Bosses.

But now all the Wraith Bosses have disappeared?
"hey-hey."

Ji Xiaobo rubbed his nose triumphantly, and smiled, "Add more ingredients to the pot. Wraith creatures don't like the smell, and now they're all drifting to the door, blocking the outside."

incredible!
Fang Heng gave Ji Xiaobo a thumbs up.

"Brother Fang, try to leave the holy light area?"

leave?

Fang Heng frowned upon hearing this.

The skeletons of the undead were suppressed, their aggressiveness was greatly reduced, and the wraith bosses also gathered outside the cave. In theory, the risk factor of going out was greatly reduced.

You can try it.

"it is good!"

Fang Heng did not hesitate, nodded and moved forward a few steps, standing on the edge of the area protected by the sacred breath.

Huh!
Stepping forward, Fang Heng immediately switched to the form of necromancy when he left the area of ​​​​the sacred breath.

"boom!"

The body has not yet completely left the sacred shrouded area, and the necromantic attribute is immediately damaged by the sacred wave power, and a huge thrust behind him pushes him outward!

Fang Heng stared closely at the skeletons of the undead outside.

The undead skeleton bosses seemed to have sensed something, and turned towards Fang Heng one after another, aiming at Fang Heng with the dancing soul fire in their eyes.

Fang Heng quickly held the soul jade crystal tightly in his hand.

A layer of dark light enveloped Fang Heng, shielding the breath of life.

Boom!
Fang Heng controlled his body and fell to the ground.

call……

Fang Heng quickly scanned around.

The skeletons of the undead were no longer interested in him, and continued to move towards the central giant sword.

"Bang! Bang bang bang!!!"

After switching to the form of necromancy, the zombie avatars that were originally located in the area shrouded in sacred light were also ejected by the sacred power one by one, and scattered around Fang Heng.

It was a success.

Fang Heng stood up, patted the dust off his body, and gestured to Ji Xiaobo that he was done.

"Brother Fang! Cowhide!!"

Seeing this, Ji Xiaobo also gave Fang Heng a thumbs up.

Fang Heng continued to control the zombie avatars to slowly stand up and gather behind them.

The zombie avatar can move freely in the cave!

That way it will be fine.

Previously, due to terrain restrictions, he could only summon about a hundred zombie clones to stay in the area shrouded in holy light.

Now that he is out of trouble, he can summon all the zombie clones in one brain.

Once the number of zombie clones increases, the success rate of mental branding can also increase.

Ji Xiaobo chuckled.

"Hey, brother Fang, the next thing is to witness the miracle."

"Ok?"

Fang Heng was puzzled and looked at Ji Xiaobo.

Ji Xiaobo rubbed his hands together, and sprinkled a dark blue powder into the metal black pot in front of him.

"Chi Chi... Chi Chi..."

The breath wafting from the black cauldron was immediately covered with a layer of light blue mist.

Ji Xiaobo concentrates on controlling.

The blue mist condenses rapidly!
In an instant, a large amount of mist shrouded an undead bone boss wandering alone!

The undead skeleton boss sensed the influence of the breath, and just about to struggle, a large amount of blue breath surrounded him.

Ji Xiaobo yelled, "Brother Fang! I suppressed him! Quickly, mentally imprint him!"

"it is good!"

Fang Heng immediately raised his hand and aimed at the bones of the undead to imprint the spirit. (end of this chapter)